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Feature: Is he really Mr Perfect?

I recently interviewed a singer tipped for superstardom. She was pretty impressive: smart, witty, capable of dressing herself without a stylist. I admired her in a way that you can’t help when confronted with someone who manages to combine rich and famous with insightful and humble. She was so in love with her new husband. She talked about him as if he were a fully fledged, underpants-over-the-trousers superhero.

A few hours later, I met this superman, and he was a nice guy, no question. But he certainly didn’t strike me as Marvel comic material. His singer wife had just signed a huge record deal and so he had quit an office job to concentrate on his own musical career. She was, effectively, the sole breadwinner. If anyone was the superhero in this scenario, it was her. But when I suggested as much — well, let’s just say that the interview was